It is not bad enough that I am pretty much confined to bed because I can't walk. Now my blood sugars are out of control and I am having to give myself insulin four times a day. My fingers look like I had a fight with a cactus and lost. This is not doing well for my emotional state. I haven't even been in the mood to draw. I refuse to let depression
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